Despair. That's what I'm feeling, and I know I'm not alone. Despair for a world that seems hell-bent on destroying itself, of pursuing mindless wealth and endless entertainment while so many languish in poverty and hopelessness. It cannot last, and it will not last. The only questions are how long, and at what cost?

What gives me hope? The Poor People's Campaign. People who are putting their bodies on the line for justice, equity, and compassion. People who are showing up for each other, and using what privilege and power they have for those who have it not.

I have always loved this familiar poem by Wendell Berry, but I don't think it's time to go to the woods (though self-care and battery sustenance are certainly necessary too!). So I took a few liberties:

When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children's lives may beI go and lie down in the middle of street,in front of the state capitol,where the voracious politicians feed.

I come into the peace of resistanceon behalf of those who cannot afford to tax their liveswith forethought of grief.

I come into the presence of Beloved Community –the whole, beautiful, blessed rainbow of humanity,organized, faithful, determined, fearless, singing -And I feel above me the day-blind starswaiting with their light.

I've been meaning to update my website for a while. Like, a few years. And now it's finally here! I've even added a store where you can download and print my new music (as well as the ever popular Life Calls Us On, which has yet to be mentioned on my website until now, despite it being written in 2010).

Please have a look around and let me know what you'd like to see here. I promise to stay up on things a little better now that I have this super easy-to-use SquareSpace site.